Change

Change

New winds are blowing
As fortune waves goodbye
The time for change is thrust upon us
The parting time is high
Leaves once green, now red and gold
Seasons pass as time grows old
Love appears, it may fade away
The events of past ought naught rule today
Sunrise gleams golden on the morn of tomorrow
Decisions to choose; which path to follow
One thing is certain, it’s always the same:
Life isn’t life without any change